Ah,
Valentine’s Day. It didn’t go unforgotten
in this household. A little quirky,
perhaps, but remembered nonetheless.
When Chris awoke she found a little stuffed monkey in her chair,
reminiscent of the much larger monkey perched in the office chair nearby. And the little guy was holding in his arms …
no, not a heart. No, not a box of
candies. No, not a piece of
jewelry. No. Not this little guy. He had his arms wrapped around … a jar of
sweet pickles. Now that is some classic
romance there.
Well,
OK. There is a bit of a backstory. Chris has been looking for some sweet pickles
every time we have been grocery shopping for weeks now, and WalMart simply has
not had them. The other day, when she
was not feeling well and I went to pick up some groceries, what should I
stumble upon but the Holy Grail of Pickledom.
Sweet pickles. Of course I had to
get some. But I also had to hide them
and wait for the perfect moment to spring them upon her. It worked.
She was happy. Now I must hasten
to add that the second half of her gift came later. I had to perform a wedding at high noon, so I
stopped on the way home and got her some yellow roses. Beautiful creations, those.
Speaking
of the wedding, it was held on the beach out near the church. In 45 degree weather. With a pretty strong wind. It was just me and the bride and groom and
their beautiful German shepherd named Dallas.
The groom was wearing a full on tux with white tie and cummerbund. The bride was in a short-sleeved dress. It was very pretty, but she was
freezing. She refused to put on her
sweater, though. Needless to say, I cut
the service to a bare minimum.
So
back to the Valentine’s Day festivities … Chris has a special treat for me as
well. She made me some chicken enchilada
pie, my favorite casserole. I’ll even
eat leftovers. She also snuck in a
homemade apple pie. Wow. Now that’s an awesome meal. I would even go so far as to say it was … sweet
pickle-worthy.
Jeremiah
17:7 says, “But blessed is the one who
trusts in the Lord, whose confidence is in him.”
Father,
thank you for the incredibly sweet and patient lady you gifted me with as a
wife. Grant her a pain-free day or
forty. Amen.
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